Better Than Drugs: According to Dr. P. Murali Doraiswamy, an expert in brain and mind health:”If [thankfulness] were a drug, it would be the world’s best-selling product with a health maintenance indication for every major organ system.”

Epigenetics: A team of researchers at University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA) showed that people with a deep sense of happiness and well-being had lower levels of inflammatory gene expression and stronger antiviral and antibody responses. This falls into the realm of epigenetics — changing the way your genes function by turning them off and on.

Your health responds to your thoughts, actions and your environment. The work of Dr. Bruce Lipton and other epigenetic researchers shows that the “environmental signals” also include thoughts and emotions—both of which have been shown to directly affect DNA expression. Contrary to the Newtonian belief in your body as a biological machine, epigenetic science reveals that you are an extension of your environment, which includes everything from your thoughts and belief systems, to toxic exposures and exposure to sunlight, exercise, and, of course, everything you choose to put onto and into your body. Epigenetics shatters the idea that you are a victim of your genes, and shows that you have tremendous power to shape and direct your physical health.

Actions that strengthen the positive attitude

Write thank you notes

Nonverbal actions such as smiles and hugs

Remember to say “please” and “thank you”

Express thanks through prayer or mindfulness meditation

Make happiness your goal. The first step toward greater happiness is to choose it

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My name is Janr Ssor and this is one of my adventures. I call this adventure, “Life Over Easy.” This short story is an on-going experience. I have stepped out of it for hours in my life but always came back to continue. Some times I did not want to continue it, as I had left it, but I had to, because there is no other way I can find; yet.

Having discovered a way to travel to many worlds, through just the power of mind and a little help from technology, I have managed to live many lifetimes while still in one physical body. One of my greatest joys is sharing what I find with people who have no opportunity to experience it on their own. you will soon understand why.

I have written many stories about my magical experiences (each so unique that they appear seen through a newborn’s eyes) and there are many more to come. Despite all the unique fascinating dimensions of my stories there is one thing that I cannot find in this infinite world and that is the key to “life over easy.” I have not figured out how to better re-do what you have done, at least in this world.

In my story, “Not Kid’s Games”, we actually did so in that dimension of reality. Even if you could do this and did choose to re-do your life, you’d never know if it will turn out differently as it is too complex to say it is very probable. I have to say probable because no matter what you do in life, you are never assured of the outcome you dreamed of. Life has a way of doing what it wants and despite your screaming, yelling and stamping your feet in frustration; you still get carried away with the tide of life’s infinite complexity.

Using my D-Trip technology, and even the magic mushrooms of shamans, I have stepped out of our world and into many other odd dimensions of existence; however, in all my trips, I find the same is true of the power of universal fate. As Paul Simon wrote, “God only knows, God makes his plan. The information’s unavailable To the mortal man. We’re working our jobs Collect our pay. Believe we’re gliding down the highway When in fact we’re slip slidin’ away.” Fate is unswayable…..mostly.

One journey that comes to mind, when I think of a re-do of life is my early life. When I was a graduate student working on my doctorate, I was married to a bright pretty women whose vast differences from my way of thinking, added fun, humor and sunshine to my life. I thought it was a good decision to marry her and still don’t regret it even after 30+ years of divorce.

The question that goes through my mind many years after we got divorced is, could I have done better with that part of my life? What if I had the insights that Paul Simon did at my age? Paul wrote “Slip Slidin’ Away,” that I quote above, and even more insightful songs such as those in his album “Old Friends.” I say more insightful because I cannot comprehend how a twenty year old understood the issues of a 70 year old, where I am now, 50 years later! I guess that is what his genius was and more.

But back to my story. So what would I change if anything, especially if change does not for sure ever give you the outcome you think you desire? I think I have learned two things. The first is to never be afraid to smell the roses but to also make sure you do not get too entranced by the heady perfume they give off. After all, in my adventures it is the “entrancement” of the mind via hypnosis that takes us to other worlds of great adventure. In this “real” world however, the issue for me (and many other men) is the allure of the perfume of romance created by beautiful female faces, receptive smiles, appreciative comments and hypnotic pheromones. Not that I ever cheated on my first wife, because I did not, but because I did however allow myself to daydream about what it might be like if I had cheated.

This was one of the problems with being good looking, successful, personable and in decent (often great) physical shape. I was as alluring to the women I met as they were to me. My problem, in this situation, was that I was always a dreamer-writer and as such, each “warm” encounter could and often did spawn a story worth writing about. Is that bad? I am still not quite sure however, I now know that what you dream has a way of happening because it alters your thinking and the energy that flows through you! If you read Norman Vincent Peale’s book, “The Power Of Positive Thinking” or his book “You Can If You Think You Can,” you will understand what I mean. There are dozens of others that confirm this. For example, The Rosicrucian Literature teaches you how to use this positive and organized thinking for empowerment. It is called the practical application of metaphysics. More recently “The Secret,” re-invented this supposedly long lost knowledge. But back to my adventure. So all these “romantic mind trips” that could have been stories, undoubtedly altered my destiny. I believe that in some way, despite my managing fidelity, this partially lead to my divorce much as infidelity might have done. Divorce is a very unpleasant event that changes your life in a negative way forever, if your marriage was at all good. I say this because looking back on many years, I realize that a good marriage is NOT made in heaven as some say, but created, on this Earth, by two people who are guaranteed to have challenges in life and their relationship and yet through determined effort and willingness to change and grow they stay together.

The amazing thing is that it is overcoming those challenges and staying together that creates “real love,” that is so much better than the pheromone, hormone chemical magic that started the whole process. Why do I say this when so many people get divorced while seeking the romance of a new relationship? It is because the magic of pheromones and hormones wears off and you are bound to then do it over and over until you get it right and stay together or give up and choose to be single.

I met a strong headed lady a few nights ago, who complained that all the men she dated were boring, after a while. She felt that an ideal companion was one who would be creative and constantly come up with new and exciting things to do so that he would keep her from getting bored. Intuitively, her comments seemed silly and her living as a single, as a senior, appeared to verify that. As I thought about it more though, I kind of liked her stubborn determination to not settle for boredom. It fit her choleric personality and I do like cholerics. Even though we were politically polarized, I liked her. I could not however escaped thinking that if she had communicated her need to one of her “prospective lovers” and lead her potential partner by acting it out herself who knows what might have happened. Perhaps she needed to let him know what she expected of him and did not get. If she was as exciting and positively supportive to him he might have been willing to grow and change. Why? Because she would stimulate his learning to be more of what he was that attracted her to him initially. Choosing a partner because we want to mold them into what we want is not what I am talking about. On the other hand, Dale Carnegie teaches that the best way to get what you want is to enthusiastically and positively share your appreciation of what you want when you get it. It is a fact that all living beings respond to praise! If she had done that who knows how many proposals she might have considered accepting? Dale Carnegie says ” Be hearty in your approbation and lavish in your praise!” It is about as perfect a law of “living physics” as I know of.

Because of my experiences, I started dreaming about what would happen if I got the opportunity to do it over again. One result of this is my story of, “A Second Date” which was available in print and as an audiobook for free for a few months from the date of this publication. In this sci-fi romance, alternative experience, Janr Ssor finds himself given a second chance but not in exactly the way you might think. On the other hand you get to learn, to some extent, a bit of what makes this love, in my opinion, more valuable than a romance that speeds up your heart in first magical meeting.

I started to think about this concept of “life over easy,” which to me means re-living life with the knowledge I did not have before, after many recently divorced patients came to my office. I was amazed to see those great couples that, I knew a long time, get divorced and in my opinion really “blow it!” What did I see, that shocked me? I saw men divorcing still very attractive women in their mid 40’s because they found a younger woman who was “hot” and sexy. They were blind to what they had because, unlike Paul Simon, they could not see 50 years later! They really chose sex and a “new” romance over their wife of years and even their children (many lost relationships with their children who lost respect for their parents). Losing both in many cases, I saw these men grow physically old and worn out looking, when a few years later the pain of their mistakes caught up with them. This is not to say that divorce is not sometimes appropriate when there is mental illness or violent behavior. However, I have long learned that the real value in marriage is that it helps both people grow by learning to communicate in the “hard times.” It is these challenges that frequently creates marital friction, that makes each person grow and the marriage become more valuable This does not come from the good times! I call this acquired value “true love.” It is quite different from the chemical magic of hormones and pheromones that manipulate your mind so that you can possibly get close enough to maybe learn to really love and appreciate your mate.

Would I do it over if I could? Who can say? You never get the outcome you want as life does its magical thing and the rivers of time sweep you along. I have one event however that I would not change but would have liked to have had the opportunity to do it over many times. It surprised me as I had no idea how I would feel about it. The event was that I had only a beautiful child.

I never wanted children when I got married. Not that I did not want them, I just had no motivation to want any. My parents had a challenging time with my sister who was mentally ill. It did not inspire me to want children. However, back then as a full time nerd, I was too preoccupied with education to think about the consequences of life. As a result, when my colleagues in school and friend’s wife got pregnant and mine wanted to be. I did not give it much thought. When the event happened, and I came home with a child, I was still too busy to notice how it changed my life at first.

For one thing, It took a few years to note that a child created some distance between my wife and I. She strangely now appeared to me as a mother and not my wife-girlfriend. I changed my behavior and likely made her feel less loved and desireable. I should have understood it, but I was not Paul Simon, not even close. It was surel something I should have gotten over but was to nerdy to understand back then. On the other hand, as soon as my daughter got past the neonatal stage and began interacting with me, my heart was hers forever; however, my altered perception of my wife meant I was losing her heart, forever.

My new love, my daughter, would not let go of my hand or stop smiling when she saw my face. The toothless grin was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life! No dog with a wagging tale, enthusiasm and wet tongue can truly come close. Every day when I came home from work, I watched for the new magical gifts. There always was something to find as something new had happened in her head, making her communication and movement skills grow. I could not wait to see what the new surprise would be. I bought all sorts of little simple toys to hang on her crib and playpen (as she could not yet sit) to see how she reacted and if I could make her smile. One day we found this great clown toy that hung suspended on strings across the top of her playpen. She lay on her back gazing at it as she could barely roll over. The clown had two big yellow rings for feet that hung down just above my daughter. I would take her hand and place it on a ring so she could jiggle it and see the clown move. Little children grab on to anything that you put in their hands. She would hold reflexly and smile at the clown and her hand. When her hand fell off, I would put it back on. A few days later I noticed that her hands and arms were more raised in a posture that suggested reaching for the clown. Days later it was clear she was trying. One night, a few weeks after the clowns installation, as I watched her cute little face smiling at me and the clown. Her swinging arms caught the clowns ring and her tiny fingers closed around this ultimate achievement in long awaited joy. Something new was born, just as magnificent as her smile! It was the very first time I had ever heard her laugh! It was something she herself had, to my observation, never yet experienced. The Joy of achievement and growth! From that day forward she has never stopped working on growth, the joy that it offers and the opportunity to help others see this too. She is a life coach and much more 41 years later.

It was way back then and there that my heart told my head to listen to it for once! My heart told my head to pay attention to things I could not logically understand! It said, “if it was up to you, we would have a drab life full of great ideas and little joy!” It reminded me of my passion for music, it reminded me of my joy in hiking through the Everglades of Florida and being part of a life experience of sights, sounds, and scents never found in books. It reminded me of the depth of the sea I had experienced snorkeling in the atlantic ocean. But it reminded me of how it all paled by comparison to the opportunity of being a parent and creating the most magical art form ever, a new life form, like yourself but with a great chance of being far better!

I recall then I looking at my daughter’s joyful eyes and imagining how much fun I would have sharing the wonders of the world with her and hearing her laugh over and over again! Life had a new depth, a new dimension and new destination, I had never imagined. If only I had had several children!

Next lifetime, perhaps in a “Life Over Easy,” but a long time away I hope, so I can still enjoy this one with her for many years to come.

As we grow older, and hence wiser, we slowly realize that wearing a $300.00 or $30.00 watch,
they both tell the same time…

Whether we carry a $300 or $30.00 wallet/handbag, the amount of money inside is the same;

Whether we drink a bottle of $30 or $3.00 wine, the effect is the same;

Whether the house we live in is 300 or 3000 sq.ft. the loneliness is the same.
Hopefully, one day you will realize, your true inner happiness does not come-from the material things of this world.

Therefore..I hope you realize, when you have mates, buddies and old friends, brothers and sisters
who you chat with, laugh with, talk with, have sing songs with, talk about north-south-east-west
or heaven & earth, …. That is true happiness!!

Five Undeniable Facts of Life :

1.Don’t educate your children to be rich. Educate them to be Happy.
So when they grow up they will know the value of things not the price

2. Best awarded words in London …”Eat your food as your medicines.
Otherwise you have to eat medicines as your food”

3. The One who loves you will never leave you because even if there are
100 reasons to give up they will find one reason to hold on.

4. There is a big difference between a human being and being human. Only a few really understand it.

5. You are loved when you are born. You will be loved when you die. In between, you have to manage…!

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While drowning in the sea of life choked by your own hands around you own neck, what are the last words you try to utter? Could it be…..‘if only I had….?”

The rain and storms of life and marriage may at times erode the firm mental land we each stand on, the land we have dredged up from birth to adulthood in becoming who we are. This may happen little by little and go unnoticed until a strong storm arrives and the waters rise rapidly in a threatening manner.

On other hand slow rains may soften the soil too. Our spirit may sink into the muck of jobs responsibilities, a marriage’s envisioned commitments or trying to raise a child as your mom did, which takes all of the time, you have left after work, to fulfill. Inevitably you change sometimes for better sometimes for worse but you change from what you were. In a marriage, if you are like most, you are opposites in many ways. You each have your strengths and your weaknesses. It is easy to rely on each other, if the relationship is “good” and notice that your spouse is more efficient than you at some tasks and let them do it, why not? You also will avoid their criticism when you do less well than they would! By the same token you may take on new responsibilities you might not have done, were you not married and you may grow.

It is however frequent experience that one day you notice that, even though you have grown with challenges, in some ways you have lost some skills. You have lost some skills by giving up tasks you were less skilled at than your spouse. I have seen men who cannot fill out a check or balance a check book, even though they were very capable before their marriage. There are women who do not drive long trips because their husband is a better driver. This is the beginning of drowning but it is gentle subtle and unnoticed. It is much like putting a frog on a pot of cool water and heating it slowly on the stove. The frog gets used to the temperature bit by bit and slowly cooks to death without noticing it (or so they say in legend).

I recall many years ago being told by my first wife that she did not love me anymore and she was leaving. It was a surprise to me. When she was out of my life a few days later, I suddenly realized that I did not know what to do with my time (she took my daughter with her too). It was very quiet coming home and so I bought a shotgun to keep under the bed because all the noises I suddenly heard (pipes and heating systems creaking at night) were too spooky. In the coming days, I went out to a Chinese restaurant, rather than cook, which I was good at. Then I accidentally discovered that I had a personality and quickly made friends with the waiter and then people almost everywhere I went.

Though I had faded into the background in marriage, I was now becoming visible again! Having been married to a sanguine women who for 13 years at my side, elocuted dramatically in exciting humerus stories at the blink of an eye, I had vanished into the background of my surrounding intellectual fog. Now however I found bright people who actually saw me and chose to converse with me; I was amazed to discover that I was not invisible! Going to the gym I found new friends as I stayed long enough to make them rather than rush home, since my home was empty. My home was empty but my life became full as the strangling sea-vines of a marriage, I had not understood, fell off my body and gave me back the gift of life I had known before.

If you find yourself one day, sinking into the quick sand like muck of life or that which marriage can become, you may start to wonder what became of you? Where is that bright sparkling spirit that attracted your wife? Where is the dream that woke you up each morning with the excitement to explore each new day? Is it dead, did it die and are you just a body walking around without a life giving soul? If you feel any connection with my thoughts then consider that it is is all your own doing! The hands around your neck that are choking you are yours, it is always your own choice; however, it is subtle and unseen so it is not something to beat yourself up over. It is also something you can undo!

Consider this story as an example. I was told that many years later a man, married for a second time, learned that his wife had decided to take a 5 day trip without him. As it happened, for practical reasons, it turned out she selected a time that included his birthday. As her birthday was very important to her, he suddenly wondered why his appeared less important. He when told her he was not happy with her timing and she explained logically why she had chosen the time; but then added, I can go away if I wish, “after all we are not joined at the hip.” That made a big impression on him!

Of course she was right, he could easily live without her and his birthday, which meant much less to him, could easily be celebrated, if he wished, on another day. When she left, he spent 5 days as a bachelor and suddenly discovered how much he enjoyed his time alone. He began to wonder what exciting things would he would discover if he had more time to himself. In those 5 days he learned a lot about himself that he had forgotten and he began to find new exciting reasons to get up early.

He and his wife are good friends and as happily married as I expect people are after 30 years; but, he had now noted how he had sunk into the water of life without noticing it. She asked that he pick her up at the airport upon her arrival, which he did. In the past he had not driven at night long distances as she was the better one at remembering long routes. On his way down state to pick her up, he said he had a marvelous time driving on the highway and not threat of critique as he was on his own. He discovered that he had given up his power to her without recognizing it. He was re-appearing from the fog of dissolution that marriage can create and now standing higher above the waters. It made him think, that we who are in long standing relationships should all take separate vacations from each other at least yearly! If this small event make him happy, what else might he discover?

Should separate vacations not be a routine? Perhaps many men do take separate vacations but he had not done so. He liked being home and he had a lot to do there, he was a writer and an artist who enjoyed the use of his home for both. He had a TV room where he could watch all sorts of media; he was never bored. His work day was surrounded by people and constant social interaction, so he was never alone. Yet, he was drowning in the sea of life and marriage and not noticing it.

15 years ago I did some motivational speaking to try to get people to live before they died! Most people stop living by the early 20’s and just get by until they can die around 65. That is a long time to live in misery! Life Is To Short To Do That! This article embodies everything I have learned from the best motivational speakers and more. I believe every word that is written here will help you be happier! Happier, no mater what is happening in your life today. You can be happy even when you have lots of challenges, you can certainly be happier. Take the time to read this great article, republished by Dr Mercola and written by Lynn Newman as she titled it, “10 Simple Tips to Live Happy, Wild, and Free.’ Dr Mercola has added a few more tips and now it is 13!

I had just started my practice a year ago. It was 9:00 a.m. Monday when 14 year old Susan Small arrived at my office, Holistic Vision Care, for her eye exam. Neither of us knew about the miracle that was about to occur. Butterflies probably do know but young eye doctors like me, who did not talk with butterflies, had to await the experience of a miracle to know it. Her mom held her hand as she walked slowly towards my exam room. My first impression was that she was in some way handicapped, as Susan walked with her head down almost as if she were trying to watch where her feet were aimed. Her pants and blouse were somewhat in shambles for a 14 year old girl. They were a bit wrinkled and almost looked like two unmatched parts of loosely fitting pajamas. Her hair hung limply on the sides of her face and was combed with an obvious lack of interest. As Susan entered my small well lit exam room she looked up, at least far enough to see my shoulders, and then to where I had directed her to sit in the exam chair. At that point I had learned something. Susan was wearing eyeglasses with somewhat thick lenses that clearly showed how nearsighted she was. However, I was quite sure the prescription had little to do with her posture as I could quickly read the insecurity in her body language.

Thirty minutes later we were through with her eye exam. She was a good patient but she spoke so softly, I often had to ask her to repeat her replies to my questions. I wrote her a new prescription and then told her mom that I would recommend the very high index lenses that would make her glasses look much thinner. To this her mom replied, “She wants contact lenses, too.”

I looked at Susan and I said, “Great, so what made you decide to get contact lenses?” Susan looked at her shoes and replied hesitantly, “My glasses are heavy on my nose and also my mom wants me to get them.” Now in my experience, to get contact lenses you need motivation. After all it is not normal to poke yourself in the eye and not blink. In addition, to really be able to get them in quickly, as when you are in a rush to get to school as most kids are in the morning, you need to practice lots! To get kids to practice, they needed motivation and Susan did not seem to have any I could hear. There was no enthusiasm in her reply. In addition, when children responded that their parents wanted them to get contacts, they almost never practiced enough to learn and usually quit out of frustration. However, I was going to give it my best shot, as I always did. I had a patient not show up so I had time to do her contact lens fitting. Back then I did nearly everything as we were a small office. I sat with her and patiently taught her how to not blink as she tried to put the lens on. Most girls her age wore makeup and were used to mascara brushes near their eyes. For them it was easy to learn to put on contact lenses. Not for Susan; she had never worn any makeup and she was nearly in tears when, thanks to God’s blessings, she accidentally got a contact in her eye. The learning process was very lengthy for her but I began to sense that she might actually have some reason to pursue this so I stayed with her. By the time we were through and she could at least crudely handle the lenses, I was getting anxious stares from my office manager-optician who was getting stares from patients in the waiting room. My final instructions to Susan was to wear the lenses every day and see me in a week with them on her eyes at least 8 hours. I told her mom to call if there was any challenge. I did expect a call

A week later, I had all but forgotten about Susan. And I have to tell you that writing what you will read next even though it is 30 years, later still bring tears to my eyes. When I pulled the next chart from my door and called Susan Small; a well dressed, stunningly good looking young lady walked proudly across the waiting room to my door. I was at first confused, until I saw her mom walking after her and then it hit me who she was! She looked me right in the eyes and smiled, with that disarming confidence that a beautiful woman has, and then sat in my chair with all the grace of a movie star. Now as I am typing this story for the eighth or ninth time over many years, I will tell you there are tears running down my cheeks. Back then, I had no idea what a hindrance it could be to look through thick glasses that made the world look small, somewhat distorted and out of reach. Seeing this change in her was much like seeing a Monarch butterfly emerging from a cocoon. Since then, I have always discussed the benefits of contact lenses with parents of children who are moderately nearsighted or who seem to not like wearing glasses.

There is a bit more to tell you however. Years later this very capable women moved to NYC and got an excellent well paying job. Each year she drove upstate to see me for her eye exams. It was an hour and fifteen minutes drive to Brewster, N.Y. but quite tolerable on highways. One day I got a call from her. She had torn her last contact lens and back then lenses were not disposable so you did not have spares. She need to come up that Saturday to get a new one. She wanted to know if I could rush it? I said sure. Because lenses were not as reproducible as they are today, back then you had to try on a lens and let us test in on you to be sure it was good. When Saturday came, I pulled her chart and contact lens vials off my door and called her name. I was going to have her try them on. When Susan stood up, it was with a lack of confidence in her step. Her head was a bit down as she walked towards my office. I gave her the lenses to try on and then I went back to finish my current eye exam.

Ten minutes later I again called Susan to check and see how her lenses were working. This time, to my amazement, when she stood up, she stood straight with her head up and walked as proudly as she had years ago. There was magic in the contact lenses! The magic was greater than any designer clothing or makeup artist could offer. The magic was making Susan not feel like an ugly duckling. No amount of clothing or makeup could take away the feeling of peering at a shrunken world that thick eyeglasses produce. Being able to take off the thick lenses that made her big eyes look small and get away from feeling “hidden” behind her frames had been a magical experience too. It was a painful experience that her memories had not forgotten even 15 years later.